"Here." Ji Changmu held the handbag, "Remember to drink the yogurt within two days. It's your favorite strawberry flavor."

The sky was gray, Ji Changmu's face was also covered with a gentle light, and the angular lines became much gentler.

Qiao Muyuan didn't know what happened during this period. The last time he saw Ji Changmu, he still looked aloof and wanted to end his life of indifference in the pastoral countryside, without any emotions or desires.

"I don't want it." Qiao Muyuan didn't want his things, so he turned around and ran away.

She got on her bicycle and rode, feeling aggrieved and crying.

She wiped away her tears and continued riding.

Ji Changmu took his hand back, why not? Don't you like eating?

For a moment, he was at a loss.

On this day, Ji Changmu returned to the London villa in failure.

All night long, he was so worried that he couldn't sleep.

…

The next day is Saturday and there are no classes.

Ji Changmu stayed outside Qiao Muyuan's villa early in the morning. The car parked quietly under a tree. In the passenger seat was the breakfast he made himself, a ketchup and egg roll bento, and a glass of her favorite drink.

Milk coffee.

Of course, there is also a box of cat food.

Early in the morning, Qiao Muyuan went out to walk her dog, holding the leash, with Pete following behind her.

The weather was bad and it might rain at any time, but Peter was very cheerful and jumped up and down behind Qiao Muyuan.

As soon as Qiao Muyuan quickened his pace, Peter also ran.

Qiao Muyuan also jumped up and down happily, with a sweet smile on his face.

Ji Changmu couldn't move his eyes away.

But, the next second, Qiao Muyuan's smile froze, and she...saw Ji Changmu's car.

Just as he was about to avoid it, Ji Changmu walked over with a handbag in hand: "A Yuan."

Qiao Muyuan remained silent and wrapped one hand around the rope.

Peter recognized Ji Changmu and ran over happily, barking "woof".

"Pete, you are really a stranger. You can't tell whether it's a human or a ghost in front of you."

Ji Changmu: "..."

"Have you had breakfast?" Ji Changmu asked.

"Peter, let's go, don't lie on the ground, or I won't give you dog food later."

"I made a lunch, you can take it and throw it away if it's not delicious." Ji Changmu handed the bag to her, "There is also a cup of coffee, I made it myself."

"Isn't Mr. Ji busy? How wonderful it is to teach in the countryside. You can be alone and free. Why come to a big city like London to look for trouble?"

"I applied to the school to suspend teaching."

"Hey, isn't this an acquaintance?" Suddenly, a tall figure ran over not far away, it was Qiao Zhixing.

Qiao Zhixing has the habit of running in the morning. He has been traveling to London during this time and has been staying in a nearby hotel.

"What is this?" Qiao Zhixing was very curious about what Ji Changmu was holding, "It turns out to be a lunch box and coffee. I happened to not have breakfast. Did Mr. Ji bring it to me?"

"..."

Qiao Zhixing took the lunch box from him unceremoniously.

Qiao Muyuan was even more unkind: "Zhixing, don't eat food from strangers casually."

"Don't be afraid, I'm a doctor."

"Zhixing, since you're here, help walk Pete. I'll go home and have breakfast first." Qiao Muyuan wrapped the rope around Qiao Zhixing's wrist, "Hold it, don't let it run away."

"Let me have a taste." Qiao Zhixing's eyes were all attracted to the bento. He didn't know that his ex-brother-in-law would make this.

Qiao Muyuan turned and left.
Chapter completed!